Alexander Wulf

Me and my niggas pulling up sittin lower

I told ya now it's time to show ya

Pull up smoking heavy shit

Hit my blunt now she say hold her

I said no sir stand back I'm finna

Pick her up and throw her

Hollow Squad the coffin fleet will

Never see a closure

Boy I get so high I end up lower

You should hit my line

She be like Wulf will you come over here

I said maybe if you call

A Uber or a chauffeur

I'm feeling rather excellent

I do whatever the fuck I want

I give no fuck about nuthin' now

(I'm sorry) i walk up to decisions now

Don't know which car I'm driving now

It's cliché but it's truer now (I'm sorry)

I raise up on anyone

These rappers don't amount to nuthin'

He look like he strugglin' (I'm sorry)

I pulled up with my friends and em

Just to come and get rid of 'em

I'm sick and tired of looking at 'em

(I'm sorry)

I pulled off I'm ready to start shit

Aye I crank my engine up

Now they thought I was God speed

I pulled off they think I'm God Feet

Aye okay I'm on my way

I'm in my coffin like it's Hellsing

I'm Alexander from the movie

But I don't preach bitch

I skewer his ass up and keep it moving

Boy I create my own conclusions

And amusement and leave confusion

With you losers you bitch